This is shocking to me:
A Girl Like Me
I'm actually pretty speechless. As an aide, I was called "Mommy Reeves" and I called the girls 'my daughters'. Now I wonder, what was I showing them? I never considered them of color; I played with their hair, I dried their tears, I listened to their problems and praised them when they did well, admonished them when they didn't. They hugged me, held my hand as we walked and talked....
This film brought tears to my eyes....